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Holiday's Overrrrrrr

So. My last night in Jakarta :(:(:(
What is it with holiday. Days passed too fast!

I forgot things too fast and too often, so I better write it here :)

I'm grateful for this 12 days I spent in Indo.
Grateful for the Bandung trip.
For meeting ups with high school friend, with impromptu dinner with The Royal's friend.
For the sweet quality brunch with my best friend.
For another not-so-impromptu-yet-eyeopening reunion with college friends.
For arranged meeting and every roads taken in between with beloved.
I'm grateful that I got a chance to accompany my sister through the tonsil removal surgery (eww much) and for the teeny-tiny sofa shared with mom for 2 nights in a row.
I'm grateful for every meal taken, for I never got any diarrhea this time around. LOL.
I'm grateful for Jakarta's traffic that, so far, is friendly and bearable. Hahah.

However, above all turns and events, I am most grateful for the people involved.

I'm grateful for my little family.
For my mom and dad and (not-so) little sister. For the latest addition, dear Muffin.
Home feels, well, homey.
Like going back to my childhood where I am well taken care of lol.
I always feel a little 'blue' on my last night at home, because really, being a child is just too nice.
Less obligation, less responsibility :P
12 days was enough to make me fall in love deeper with little Muffin.
She's around 7 months now.
Longer than ever, you little sausage dog with Dumbo earsss.
She's playful and cheerful and I think it's because she is greatly loved.
She likes to follow people around and suddenly lay on her back, asking, no, begging us to rub her silky tummy hahaha. I love you, Muff.
Just now, she looks super sleepy, but she's unable to sleep, knowing mom and I were still wondering around.
So she lays between my door and my sister's so she could watch us both.
How sweet is that? :):)

I'm grateful for my friends.
Friends, best-friend, college mate.
I'm grateful for sandpaper people lol.
I'm grateful for almost-more-than-best-friend.

I learned a lot during this past 12 days. 
That each one of them were there for a purpose.
I'm grateful for the love and loss and tears and laugh and all kind of emotions that makes me human.
I'm grateful that above all my stubbornness, God is patient and kind.
And even when I got hurt because of all the choice that I've made myself, He is faithful and never let go.

I've been meaning to share about this word that I can't seem to got rid from my head this few days.
But save it for later.
I need to sleeeeep.
I'm taking Muffin for a walk tomorrow morning :P

Oh, here's some pics of us.






Night peeps :)
Holiday may ends, but the Hope lasts forever.
Much love!

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